Dunno but I'm teased to call this island with 'Land before time'. Yup, I'm here. On the bus to Dompu. I'm sit in a front row, right behind the driver. And I greedily basking at the view before me. Land and land, mountain and mountain, seashore and seashore. Some wild cow even casually cross the way and made the driver hit the brake abruptly. So do with the goats that plays in the market. A new building's market, precisely. And I'm concerned that most of the houses uses asbes or seng as the roof. I wonder how they bear with the heat in the midday, as my friend said, there are two suns in Sumbawa. With a vast land, and some small gazebo in a few acre, usually under a tree. It will be a perfect picture. But I'm not sure people here will have a time to appreciate it, let alone take a selfie. I pictured their life will circle in work in it, go home, and go there again. No wonder why almost all my friends prefer to stay in Mataram after college. Here, times c...
Sebuah muara dari aliran-aliran kata yang tak tertumpahkan di tempat bernama bumi.